Looking at Zhao Qing's mysterious appearance, Yun Songtruh looked suspicious: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qing leaned over and whispered: "Come with me, don't you have some bad guesses about this village? Your guess is correct. Come with me and see what I found."

"You found a large tomb?" The clayland came up with interest.

Zhao Qing asked back: "Who said that?"

The dirt gum rolled his eyes: "Didn't you just say that you discovered an interesting cemetery? What's the point of the cemetery? It must be that you found a large tomb with rich burial objects, right?"

Zhao Qing shook his head: "No, my words mean literally. I discovered a cemetery in the village. This cemetery is very interesting. If you don't believe me, come with me."

Yun Song and Zun Xiang followed him, and the others hurried in the room to play cards and kill time.

It was already evening.

It is very cold in the mountains in winter.

It’s more comfortable to huddle in the bed and play cards when it’s cold.

Zhao Qing led the way to walk back from the village, walked around and then crossed the mountains behind the village.

The mandarin rubbed his hands and complained: "What's your name? If you want to walk through the mountains behind the mountain, then let's just walk from the village? Why do you want to go around?"

Zhao Qing snorted coldly and said, "If you pass by the village, then you can't imagine climbing over this mountain. The villagers will never let us come here!"

"Why?" asked the clay goose in wonder.

Zhao Qing said: "What else can it be? Because there is a secret in the back mountain!"

As they spoke, the three of them had already walked up the mountains. At this time, a strong man suddenly emerged from a thick poplar tree.

The man shouted with a hunting rifle in his hand, "Stop! Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Seeing the man appear, Zhao Qing cursed secretly: "We shouldn't walk in this place as a human being. There are indeed secret whistles!"

Yun Song pretended to be shocked and shouted to the man: "What kind of demon are you? Are you a tree spirit?"

Of course he knew that this man was not a tree spirit. The poplar tree that the man had hidden before was very thick, and it was as thick as the two of them hugged each other. It was probably because of years of wind and rain that the old tree had been hollow. The man should have been hiding in the hole of the tree before.

The man smiled conceitedly after hearing his words and said, "Yes, I am a tree spirit, what are you? Tell the truth quickly, otherwise..."

Yunsong coughed.

The man looked at his raised hands in surprise.

There is a wrench gun on one hand and a shotgun on the other.

Judging from the dark and shiny posture of these two guns, it is definitely not comparable to the broken gun that he has to stuff gunpowder into the gun mouth.

His gun is an old man from three generations, and his gun is a rising star in the new era.

The saying that ginger is old and spicy does not apply to muskets.

The man's attention was attracted by Yunsong, and the dirt mountain took the opportunity to flip his wrist and cough.

When the man looked at him like this, he saw another muffle gun!

Yun Song said: "Brother Tree Elf, can your magical powers resist the continuous shooting of the two guns in my hand?"

The man forced himself to say, "Since you know I am a tree spirit and a monster, why are you still holding a gun? The gun is useless to me."

The Dianling Gun was amused by these words: "Is there chicken feathers in your mind? Can't you tell me that my boss is teasing you? You don't even urinate as a mirror to look at yourself. Are you a ghost-like appearance pretending to be a monster?"

A man is simple-minded but not stupid.

He soon had an idea and said, "If you have the habit, you can shoot. Once you shoot, the whole village will come over. Then see how you three live!"

Yun Song was too lazy to waste time on such a rash man.

He showed off two guns to show the rash man, then put them away and turned into a ghost, and said, "Brother, since you are from Dali Village, why don't you recognize us? We are distinguished guests in your village, and you were invited by your village to solve the problem."

The man asked suspiciously: "Are you distinguished guests in the village? Why don't I know?"

Yun Song said: "We just came today..."

"Oh, no wonder, I haven't returned to the village today." The man took his words consciously, "I think you really look familiar. Where did you come from?"

The drilling goose was stunned by the change in his attitude.

Zhao Qing looked at Yun Song in shock, looking even more stunned than a diamond-drilling man.

Yun Song said: "It's right for me to see if I look familiar. I'm called Yun Songzi. I've been to your village twice, and I've also..."

"Ah! I remember, you solved the evil things for our village." The big man interrupted him recklessly, and then he put away his gun.

Yun Song walked over and said, "Yes, I have eaten watermelon from your village and also eaten cold noodles from your village's locust leaves."

The big man smiled and said, "You have given chickens, ducks and livestock to our village. Our village chief said you are a great man."

Yun Song was a little confused: "I, I have given you chickens, ducks and livestock. Is it the one that Pu Laoshi gave you? I have given him some money."

The big man nodded vigorously: "Yes, that's it."

Yun Song took out two more silver dollars and handed them to him: "Hey, meeting is fate, I will give you some money."

The man blushed. He took the silver dollar and said, "How can you be so embarrassed? Please, real person, please, alas, I only have a tree hole here, not even a stool, not even a teapot."

Yun Song walked to the big poplar tree and looked at it, and found that he was half guessing again.

The man did stay in a tree hole, but the tree hole was not naturally corroded by the trunk, but was hollowed out in half, just like a castle in a book.

The tree hole was filled with chicken, duck, hair, and leaves. People warmed them up inside, so the whole tree hole became warm and comfortable.

Yun Song praised the man for his skillfulness. The man was embarrassed and said, "The village chief asked me to see the back mountain. Hehe, it's too cold, I have to find a way to keep warm."

"Oh, by the way, what are you doing when you come to the back mountain in real life? We don't let people come here normally, and we don't even let people from our own village come."

Yunsong casually said, "I think the feng shui in your back mountain is not very good, so I want to help you see it in your village."

Zhuanxiangjia cooperated and said, "Yes, my boss is no, my real person found that the feng shui of your ancestral grave was not very good, so I want to give you a grave break."

"What does it mean to break a grave when you enter a grave?" The big man was confused.

Yunsong was also confused.

What professional term is this?

Zhuanshanjia said: "It is a special name for us Taoist Feng Shui masters to enter the grave. It is to judge the fortune and future of the family by looking at the Feng Shui of the owner's grave."

The big man was shocked: "So powerful?"

He said again: "Then you came to the wrong place. This is not our ancestral tomb!"

Yun Song and Zhuan Xiangjia looked at Zhao Yi angrily together.

What are you making trouble!

Zhao Qing quickly said, "There is a huge grave here in your back mountain. Isn't this your ancestral grave?"

If there is a tomb near a village, it will naturally be the ancestral tomb of the people in this village.

But the big man shook his head: "This is not our ancestral tomb, but you are right. The Feng Shui of this place is not good. Pu Laoshi only lets us take turns to look at this place. We are absolutely not allowed to get close to them, let alone children and women in the village go close to them."

Yun Song asked, "Whose grave is this?"

The big man still shook his head: "I can't say, no, I don't know, there is no in the village, and not many people know."

Zhao Qing suddenly rushed up to the man with a quick step. He swung his arms like a whip and his hands were cut like a knife. He slashed the back of the man's head with a knife, directly slashing him out:

"What are we talking about here? This man looks pretty manly, but how can he be as whine as a woman?"

Yun Song glared at him: "Why do you have to do it? I'm just learning about the situation in the village with him."

The back mountain is very steep and full of trees. It is all century-old trees, so it is difficult to walk inside.

As the great man said, the village was not allowed to enter this back mountain, so countless fallen leaves and branches were accumulated in the woods on the mountain, and some of the fallen leaves were rotten. One step was like stepping into a mud nest and then sank directly.

The reason why the dead branches in the woods rot so much is that there are rivers in this place, and the river water is quite turbulent and twists through the forest. Perhaps because of the rapid flow, it did not freeze.

Through the woods, a rock appeared before my eyes.

The rocks are rugged and the gravel is like a crisscrossing.

Between the rocks there are graves, and behind the graves there is a small temple-like house.

The sun sets, and the remaining light is like blood.

The mountain wind in the cold winter blew by, rolling up and down the gray leaves, like paper money thrown out.

There are graves in the mountains, and there are tombstones on the graves. Leaves slapped on the gravestones, like a dead man stretching out his hand to snatch paper money.

No matter from any perspective, this place is full of mass graves, so that the temples built next to the grave seem gloomy.

Yun Song was scanning the cemetery environment, and the burrow next to him suddenly took a breath: "Hiss."

"Toothache?" Yun Song joked casually.

The dirt gown said nervously: "Damn it, boss, I don't have toothache, I'm aching! Mr. Zhao is right, these graves are so weird!"

Yun Song has learned a lot now, and the technique of roughly understanding the face is even more roughly understanding the way of Feng Shui. He is just an introductory elementary apprentice in Feng Shui, but it is enough to see that there is a big problem with the grave.

It is logical that the tomb is flat and without water flow. Even if there is water flow, the water flows slowly, and the flow direction should form a straight line with the direction of the tombstone.

But this cemetery was built on a scattered barren mountain. Not to mention the ground was flat, it was simply the back of a toad, which was so uneven!
To be continued...